It’s not just a classic Sinatra song. Autumn in New York is unquestionably one of the most enchanting experiences in the universe (I may be a little biased). The air is fresh, the sky is bright and pumpkins decorate the stoops of the brownstones.
Those who read this blog know that — as a former New Yorker — I return to the city to reconnect with friends, with that NYC feeling and most of all with myself.
Over 4 days this past weekend, I went with two of my closest friends from Brooklyn to Manhattan to the Bronx, from the city’s oldest Irish tavern to a cutting-edge nail art salon/gallery in Chinatown and beyond, falling in love with the city again.
Whenever my feet hit the dirty gum-strewn steps to the subway, whenever I lift a cocktail in a gorgeously lit bar, whenever I sweat on a machine in a Soul Cycle class, I’m reminded why New York’s drumbeat is like no other.
These pictures are just a slice of my New York story one weekend. What are your New York stories?
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